Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

OOC: would love to find a Solas to rp post-Inquisition and Veilguard ending with! 🫶🏻

"Yes, sir. Cooking, cleaning, moving the heavier equipment and tending to medical needs. However I might be of assistance." He paused and tilted his head at the question, mannerisms as human as possible. "How did any of us get here, captain? Through creation in one form or in another." He supposed it wasn't quite what was meant, but he didn't know truly how he had gotten here. Only that he'd woken here ready to serve humanity to the best of his ability. "Generally, I would report to the foreman, but I'm afraid his skull was cracked when the strike breakers came in. Unless... you're here to give me a new directive." He rather hoped that might be the case as he'd be lost without someone in command. Stepping from the cell was -as the humans were so fond of saying- as if a weight off of his shoulders.

"Not a dent, sir. The miners on the other hand didn't fare quite as well when the strike breakers came in." As it turned out humans tended to be quite squishy when struck by batons. "I do hope they're alright." A shame that it had to come to violence, and he had not been able to negotiate a peaceful end to the strike. But the damage was done and well past by now. "I'm quite ready to return to work." He felt a bit 'stir-crazy' as humans called it. There was so much work to be done. The ship must be terribly filthy without him taking care of the upkeep. Oh, he shuddered at the very thought of the dust bunnies building.

oblivion scenery - part 6

He paused mid crawl and glanced at the intercom, about to get up and answer when he saw a motion out of the corner of his eye disappear behind a crate in the far back of the cargo hold. By the time he managed to get around the crates he only found an open grate that led into the ventilation systems. Out of the frying pan and into the fire as the humans so liked to phrase it. There was no way he was going to fit into the ventilation system as big as he was. He would need to find an alternative. Standing he hurried over towards intercom. "Captain, I'm afraid the creature's cage was damaged in the collision. It has escaped into the ventilation."

He'd just leaned in to take the sample when the collision happened, sending him arse over end. It took a moment for his sensors to adjust to the fact that he was very much upside down, most of his weight on his shoulders and neck -which would likely have broken any human neck- and he had to tilt his head to take in the scene before him. He stared at the very open cage door and the very missing creature before inhaling sharply. "Oh dear. David is going to be very upset with me." He managed to right himself after some effort and then carefully began to search through the cargo. "Where've you gone?"

"As you say, Captain." He couched in front of the crate and observed carefully the creature within. "If we're on the subject then may I ask the question - are you quite comfortable with the idea that the UC may use this creature as a Xenoweapon?" He thought that it was worth mentioning. It wasn't ethical at all, but that didn't stop humans from doing such things. It never ceased to be odd to him the lengths humans would go to simply to kill one another. Overly complicated means at that. One might call it clever, but he thought that it was a waste to kill non-combatants.

"Not at all, Captain. You needn't explain yourself to machinery." He folded his hands behind his back and observed the creature carefully. Of course, it didn't exactly surprise him that the UC would be interested in such a dangerous creature. "I rather find it fascinating."

He thought he may as well stay in the cargo bay with the creature just to be certain. After all it was much safer if he was the one to do it... the creature would undoubtedly be able to sense he was not the usual target as much as he may look the part and leave him be. "I wouldn't recommend it, Captain. If a ship picks it up it could spell disaster. Not only for the ship, but for any planet it lands upon. Some parasites can go into stasis for years until something warm blooded comes along."

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>> catcuddlys

'dracula' (1931) prompts. 🦇

'No, you mustn't go there.' 'What I'm trying to say is that I'm not afraid.' 'It's really good to see you.' 'Listen to them. Children of the night.' 'It's just a scratch.' 'I'll be loyal.' 'You can't her what I'm saying, but we're here.' 'To die, to be really dead...that must be glorious.' 'Don't throw my spider away from me!' 'The vampire attacks the throat.' 'Please don't ask me to do that.' 'How long have you had those little marks?' 'I hope you haven't taken my stories too seriously.' 'The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him.' 'It's your only hope.' 'You're going to live.' 'Isn't this a strange conversation for men who aren't crazy?' 'My blood now flows through her veins.' 'Your will is strong.' 'Why are you looking at me like that?' 'I love nights with fog.' 'There's that bat again!' 'You must go away from me!' 'Let me live, please!' 'We have him trapped!' 'I heard you coming but I couldn't say anything.' 'No, no, no. You must go.'

i lied. put your clothes back on. let’s talk about why cursed child is so overly hated and criticised but is actually one of the most beautiful, raw and complex pieces of work in the harry potter franchise.